Senior Year, Biscuits & The Fuentes Family As Told By Nelissa Brown

When I suggested having a sleepover B laughed at me. Actually, she didn't laugh. She swore and called me a rude name. She says that we always have a sleepover, whenever we sleep in someone's room together it's a sleepover. But my argument was that we never have a real, middle school sleepover. We never make cookie dough and watch Pretty Woman and put on our p.j.'s for seven in the evening.
So here we are, sat on B's bed, a river of junk food around us in our p.j.'s. Mine had came all the way from England and were specially made. B brought them for me. They have little snitches on them. B is being boring. Hers only have mice on them. She doesn't even like mice, they make her sick.
"Isn't that Cassie?" B asked. I climbed over to the window and looked out. Cassie was just about to pass B's house. I know it was Cassie because she stopped to help a snail that was being chased by a pigeon. I'm not sure I would have. Pigeons freak me out. They're like flying rats. On acid. Pecking away and shitting as they fly. Flying, pecking, shitting rats on a acid trip.
"Cassie!" I called. She looked up and I waved.
"Hi!" Cassie called.
"What you up to?" B asked.
"Just on my way home from my sisters." she replied.
"Want to join our sleepover?" I asked brightly.
"It's not a sleepover!" B argued.
"Is!" I grinned.
"Okay!" Cassie smiled. "I'll just go and get my things." she said and carried on walking past.
"Sleepover makes it sound like we're little kids." she said.
"But we know we're not."
"Well, you're short enough to be a little kid."
"Am not!" I stuck my tongue out at her. I'm not that short. I'm only 5"2. I think.
I started eating the cookie dough. B wasn't impressed. She said she put her blood, sweat and tears into that cookie dough. I hope that isn't true though, I love her but if she has a disease I would have eaten it.
The door opened a little while later and Cassie walked in. She dropped her bag down and closed the door behind her. She let out a big sigh and leant up against the door. It wasn't a bad sigh either. It was one of those sighs. You know the ones I'm talking about. The I'm-In-Love-And-I-Can't-Hold-It-In-Any-Longer sigh. It's dangerous stuff, I used to do that sigh after I'd met Vic.
"What's with the sigh?" B asked.
"I never sighed." she said easily.
"Right...?" I trailed away.
"I just saw Jaime. He was on this way to Tony's house. Mike, Tony and Jaime are all having a boys night. I saw him and he was wearing this shirt that looked just like the one from that Green Day video and he did an impression and he's just so funny!" she exclaimed. B and I exchanged a look. What's going on here then?
"You like him!" B exclaimed while Cassie changed into her 'Let's Party' p.j.'s.
"What?!" Cassie gasped and came to sit down. "Of course I don't! I mean how many times did he ask me out last year or try to. I would have said yes."
"But you only like him now!" I said.
"You're getting on so well." B added.
"I- I." Cassie tried.
"Just admit it! How long?" I asked.
Cassie swallowed hard and admitted defeat. "A month or two." she eventually shrugged.
"Cassie and Jaime sitting in a tree!" I sang. "K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love! Then comes marriage! Then comes-!"
"What about you and Mike!" Cassie stopped me.
"What?" I gasped. What does she mean? I don't like Mike, that's just ridiculous. We are very good friends, everyone knows that. "There isn't a me and Mike!"
"Sure there isn't, you frizzy ferret." B shook her head at me.
"Yeah well what about you and Tony! You have a boyfriend too, you vixen, playing the fox yard." I countered.
"At least Tony doesn't watch me when he thinks I'm not looking."
"Tony doesn't watch me." I said, confused.
"I meant Mike." B rolled her eyes.
"He does?" I asked.
"Okay, when you actually aren't looking."
"Yeah... Well. You know!"
"You know what?" Cassie asked. Ahh she's given me an idea.
"Jaime has liked you since freshmen year!" Ha, take that. I'm like the definition of smooth. Smooth.
"Wait, now you like him back." B stopped us.
"We should go tell him!" I rushed.
"No!" Cassie gasped.
"Let's go!" B grinned.
"We're in our night clothes!" she laughed.
"So?" I asked like she was stupid.
"Let me get my shoes." B said. I got mine too. I don't think Cassie is too sure. She looks a little pale, even for her. B got her up and I dragged her down the stairs. B's mom is in her office. She always refuses to let B's dad give her any money for the house. I know I wouldn't if I had a rich ex husband.
We went outside and to B's car. We got inside and B started driving to Tony's. When we arrived Cassie tried to hang around the car. We didn't let her. We pulled her to the door and knocked. Tony's mom answered. I don't know what her name is, but she's Mexican. I like Mexico. That's where tacos were born.
"Hello girls." she smiled. She looks a little confused too though.
"Is Tony there? Its an emergency!" B exclaimed.
"Is everything okay?" she asked us, looking concerned.
"Cassie has a problem and only Jaime will be able to help." I rushed.
"Will you be okay?" she asked Cassie.
"I hope so." Cassie coughed. I don't know why. Perhaps she's sick.
"They're upstairs. Please go up. Leave the door open though, that's my rule." she said. We all nodded and she let us inside. We went up the stairs and saw Tony's door closed.
"What if they're changing? Or naked!" Cassie gasped.
"I thought you'd love to see Jaime naked." B laughed to herself. Cassie glared, B would have just hit.
"You go in Nel." B urged.
"Why me?" I groaned.
"You have a brother. That means you've seen man sausage before."
"Did you just say man sausage?" I asked. I have never, nor am I ever planning to see Nicky's man sausage. "Okay, okay," I said. I opened the door and walked in, my hand covering my eyes.
"What the hell?" Mike laughed.
"Are you all covered and looking like gentlemen?" I asked. I heard a lot of laughing. My hand was taken away from my eyes and I saw Jaime.
"All decent." he told me. I smiled and went to sit on Tony's bed next to Mike.
"What's up, guys?" I asked.
"Why do you always show up in your p.j.'s?" Tony asked.
"I don't know..." I pondered. "How has your day been, boys?" I asked.
"Groovy." Mike said. So he snorts, can't think on his feet and says groovy. I wonder if he's ever considered putting his name forward for a disability allowance. "I like your p.j's. They're cool and nerdy." Mike told me.
"Thanks!" I exclaimed.
"So, what you doing in my room, Nel?" Tony asked.
"Oh yeah!" I called. "I almost forgot." I got up and ran over to the door. I opened it up and B and Cassie both walked inside. I went back to Mike and used his shoulder as a cushion. Mmm.
"What's going on?" Mike asked in my ear.
"It's a secret," I told him. A Cassie secret."
"So, go on, Cassie." B urged.
"Becky!" Cassie yelled.
"Cassie!" B commented.
"Nelissa!" I yelled. Well, someone had to. I felt left out.
"Wait, emergency meeting!" Cassie called. She pulled B and I up and dragged us over to Tony's closet. We went inside and shut the door behind us. Ew.
"What so you keep in here, Tony? Stilton!" I yelled. They started laughing. Stupid, smelly boys.
"I'm not ready to tell him yet." Cassie told us.
"Okay, but do it tonight." B said.
"I will." she sighed.
We remerged from the closet and I went to sit down again. "I'm confused." Mike told me.
"Me to. My mom said it's something I got from my dad. He's perpetually confused too."
"Um okay, but I meant about what's going on now." Mike replied.
"Oh," that makes more sense. "Cassie likes Jaime finally." I whispered in his ear.
"Really?" Mike asked excitedly and I nodded.
"Emergency meeting!" Cassie called again. She grabbed us and I flailed my arms.
"I'm not going back into the closet. Don't people spend years trying to come out of this thing!" I huffed. But B pulled me back in.
"What's up?" I asked.
"Yeah, what's wrong now?" B asked.
Then there was a knock on the closet door. "Knock knock." Jaime said.
"Who's there?" I asked brightly.
"Shut up." B rolled her eyes.
"Is Cassie there?" Jaime asked.
"Cassie, are you there?" I asked.
"I don't know." she rushed.
"She doesn't know." I replied.
"Its important." Jaime said. I sighed and grabbed B. We left the closet and Jaime went inside.
When Jaime and Cassie came out Cassie was smiling brightly and Jaime was grinning stupidly. Cassie came over to B and I. "We're going out tomorrow." she told us.
"That's great!" I smiled.
"Finally." B rolled her eyes and went to sit with Tony.
I went to Mike and Tony came over. He handed Mike ten dollars, shaking his head at him. "What's that?" I asked.
"We had a bet," Mike explained. "Tony said Cassie would never give in. I said she would this year."
"Oh." I nodded. I wish I would have thought of that.
"I'll leave you two alone, or as alone as you can be in a room with four other people." Tony smirked before he went off. I don't know what that was supposed to mean. Maybe he's confused like me and my dad. Mike went all red in the face and started fidgeting. What's wrong with him? Maybe he needs a doctor.
"You're red!" I told him. "Mikey, I think you have a fever. Do you feel queasy?" I asked. I put my hand to his forehead, he does feel a little warm. "Mike needs a doctor!" I yelled.
"Stop, I'm fine." he sighed.
"Are you sure?" I narrowed my eyes.
"Stop fussing." he told me.
"But-"
"And take your hand off of my head." Whoops. I did and smiled sheepishly.

Notes

Hey! What did you think? This was fun to write. What will happen? What about Cassie and Jaime? Favourite line? What will happen to B and Linton? Tony and B? Oh and Nel and Mike, we can't forget them!